Temporary salt jar.
Yesterday I broke the glass jar that I use as a salt container. I was finishing up in the kitchen, and just wanted to add a last sprinkle of kosher salt to the lentil salad. But between buttering the toast for the tartines, and wiping that annoying last dribble from the lip of the olive oil bottle, I literally had “butter fingers” and the jar flew out of my hands and landed on our tile floor with a tremendous crash.
And again I had that moment of “well, now what am I going to use?” before remembering that I’m a ceramicist, so of course I’d be able to find some sort of makeshift container. So after cleaning up the huge mess, I rooted around in the cupboards and the China cabinet, and dug out an oatmeal bowl, and an old style of lid I used to make, and filled it up salt—all set.
But it got me thinking about the sort of vessel I really want to use as a salt jar. (And these are my own semantics in that I always think of a salt cellar as more of a flat, open mouth little thing that you set on the dinner table, to let everyone sprinkle Maldon onto their radishes with butter, or boiled eggs). I decided that it should be pretty similar to what I ended up assembling for now—something made of stoneware with a lot of texture on the exterior to prevent another unfortunate occurrence, and wide enough for me to be able to get all my fingers into, for generous pinches of salt (my kitchen not being a place for teeny little spoons to delicately sprinkle on a whisper of seasoning). But it also needs to be a bit smaller in diameter, so that I can get more of my hand around it—another effort to circumvent slippage—and have a glazed lid with a deep well, so that I can use it as a makeshift dish for mise en place, or the half lemon that I never seem to have space for on the counter. And while I’m at it, I’ll probably make two, so I can transfer out the other glass jar I use for sugar, and stack it with the salt.
So now, a new form and another object, or rather objects, to make on the list—sometimes this is how new pieces happen. Happy Friday—hope everyone has a chance to enjoy it and not just let the day slip through their fingers...